Feast Or Famine

In a dying world it’s feast or famine
Breathe deep and take your pick
Don’t act like there’s an option
You’ll be the one who fades quick
Watch the sky swallow the sun one more time
And take in the night’s empty serenity
No plan of action, no grand schemes
No sanctuary, no hope for change
Having tasted a better life puts me
At the bottom for so long
Gazing at the opening above me
I see a hope for change
I see a hope for more
Just sacrifice for survival
Life is what you make it, what you make it
No holding back
Today I feast on this spoiled world
As the rest famine
As the rest famine below me
As the rest famine